Invisible to You
Sam had rushed to school that morning, ignoring her parents and trying to avoid anyone or thing that would get in her way. Something was wrong here, something was just so off that she hadn't bothered to take note of it until now. Danny most likely hadn't noticed it either, which didn't surprise her but caused her to wonder even more about it.
'If Danny hadn't noticed... did Tucker? Or anyone else,' she thought, finally reaching the school grounds. For being early to school there was an unexpected fair amount of people populating the school. Had she missed some random announcement the other day or was this another inconsistency that had just occurred before her eyes.
To her surprise Tucker was there as well, standing by his locker, and wasted no time to talk with him about Danny and everything. The only problem would be if he would listen to her.
"Tucker!"
He looked at Sam with a bit of dismay, "Yeah? What's up, Sam...?"
"Look, there's something going on here," she directed his attention to the full hallway.
"...Um... its Monday, of course everyone is in school," Tucker looked at her with concern now.
"Ergh, that's not what I meant! Its an hour too early for even the jocks to be here," she tried to keep her voice down.
"...Its seven ten, we have class in ten minutes," he tried to reason with her, "Are you okay?"
Sam quickly looked at her watch and showed him the time on it, "my watch says its six thirty!"
"Maybe the batteries are about to die on it,"
"Then explain why all of these weird things have been happening," she took her bag off and searched through it until she came to the conclusion that her list was gone, "It... it was right here! I put it in here this morning!"
"Put what in there! Sam are you sure you're feeling well," Tucker put a hand on her shoulder and looked at her.
"Yes I'm okay," she growled, "It doesn't matter anyway. I remember what I wrote."
"Okay, then what is it?"
"There were...things... written... About Danny... I think," she couldn't believe she forgot what it was that was so important.
"Danny... Danny who," Tucker asked in confusion.
"Oh, please don't play that! Just because you two aren't friends you don't have to pretend you don't know each other now," Sam was becoming more frustrated by the second.
"I'm serious, what Danny" his question didn't seem to be made up and his face made it even more believable to her.
"Danny... Fenton... You know... our friend," she found the words sounded foreign to her as well as Tucker.
"Fenton? You mean that brain girl Jazz? She's an only child," he corrected her.
"No! She has a brother named Danny! My boyfriend, your friend... well ex-friend but still," nothing was making sense to her anymore and Tucker wasn't helping either.
"Uh... Sam... your boyfriend's last name is Masters and I'm more of a friend with the garbage can him and Dash throw me into than I can ever be with him," he sighed, "Speaking of that..."
Sam was about to protest and give Tucker her version of what everything was when someone turned her around and placed a kiss on her lips. She hit the dark haired young man on the head forcing him to stop and let go of her.
"What the... Sam, what did you do that for," Danny groaned and rubbed the place she had hit. She couldn't believe it. There was Danny with Dash and company behind him in a letterman jacket. She shook her head, maybe this image would get out of her head, he was still there.
"D...Danny," she tried to comprehend this.
"Yeah, I am the one you pretty much beat up," Danny looked from Sam to Tucker, "Why are you still hanging out with this geek?"
"Because, I don't know... He's my friend," she let the sarcasm consume the entire sentence.
"Geez Masters, you're not going to let your girlfriend act like that in front of your friends, are you," Dash asked from behind Danny.
Danny glared at Dash forcing the taller boy to step back, "Don't tell me what to do Dash."
"S... sorry man," Dash mumbled and kept his mouth closed.
"Well you're lucky that my girlfriend is here, techno-geek," Danny placed his glare on Tucker now, "But next time I see you alone its a trip to the can, got it?"
Tucker nodded.
"We're still on for dinner at my place," he took Sam's hand, "Right?"
"I... guess," she looked at Danny, unsure what to add.
"Great, my dad's been bugging me to let him meet you," he gave her a quick kiss and let go of her, "I'll pick you up at five."
"Right," she trailed off. Danny and his new 'friends' quickly went in the direction of another nerd and threw his books in the girl's bathroom. She made a disgusted sound and looked at Tucker.
"Great, I'm going to be in there even longer now," Tucker sighed at his fate.
"I won't let that happen," she assured him, "Just stay out of their way for now and I'll work on fixing this."
"Fixing this?"
"Yeah, something...no, everything is defiantly not right here," Sam opened her locker, "It feels like everything is changing around us. I think I remember a ghost Danny mentioned that did something similar to this..."
"Ghost," Tucker asked bewildered.
"...Apparently we don't do that either anymore... Now this begs the question... Why do I remember these things?"
"Maybe because of your individuality," he joked.
"Well no, but thanks anyway," she closed the locker and let her thoughts run wild, "I am starting to forget somethings. Like I know them but I can't reach that memory for the life of me. Like what I came to tell you in the first place."
"If things are like you think they are suppose to be then... hypothetically speaking, this... 'ghost' has to be somewhere," Tucker said, deciding to play along with her.
"Somewhere... THE GHOST ZONE!"
"The... what," he looked at her excited face.
"The ghost zone! This ghost might be somewhere in there," she became excited at the fact she had remembered something.
"And how do we get there exactly," Tucker sighed.
"Well... I know Danny's real parents had one and so did his enemy, Plasmius," she was cut off of her train of thought at that point.
"You... do realize how crazy this sounds, right," he asked her.
"To you, right now, yes. I think I'll find that portal while I'm at that... dinner with Danny and his," she groaned, "Father..."
"Yeah, you do that... I'm going to go to class and hope I don't run into the jock squad," he patted her shoulder and took his leave.
"You're not coming," she asked Tucker quickly.
"Uh... its a dinner for you, your boyfriend and his father... I don't think that would work out very well," he once again tried to reason with her.
"Then I'll make Danny let you come," she offered, "I need some back up incase something happens."
Tucker sighed and gave her a nod.
"You owe me," he told her.
"Anything you want within reason, I'll get it to you," she assured him.
"Ugh... the things I do," he continued on to class.
Sam started to head to her own first period class. How could everything simply change over night. Why would a ghost want to do that anyway? Did this have to do with that phone call between her and Danny? There were a lot of possibilities but slowly she was starting to not care about any of it. What if she forgot all about it before she could get the chance to fix what had been done? She put on the Fenton phones that were pulled out of her locker earlier. If this had to do with some weird ghost noise then maybe this would stop the effects.
"Sam," a familiar popular girl said from behind her. Sam looked briefly to see Paulina and Star behind her.
'No way,' Sam thought and sped up.
"Hey wait up! You're suppose to help us with the dance," Star finally caught up to Sam.
"Goths don't do dances," Sam informed the two girls.
"Goths that are going out with the son of the richest guy in Amity Park do," Paulina informed her back, "Not that we want your help anyway really."
"Yeah, we didn't want you to be on the comity, but the dance is practically for you and Danny," Star handed her a folder, "We need you to approve some things."
"What do you mean this dance is for me and Danny," she opened the folder and looked at the long list of items.
"They're calling it a school dance but its just a stupid celebration for you two being together for a whole year, princess," Paulina's cold words unphased Sam.
"Year...? Um, I'll get back to you two on this later," Sam started to leave.
"You remember, just because you're his girlfriend it doesn't change anything," Paulina said.
"Right, I'd hate to be included in the 'in crowd' too much," Sam left the girls and walked into class. Danny waved to her from the back where he was sitting with his feet on his desk next to Kwan and Dash.
"Over here! Kwan move," Danny glared, Kwan moved out of his seat, "I thought we'd change it up you know. Sit in the back for once."
"Maybe I want to pay attention in class," Sam looked at Danny then Kwan, "You can go back."
"As if, I told the nerd in the front to take extremely good notes so there's nothing to worry about, Sam," he smiled and then glared at Kwan to get back out of the seat.
"Well, I'd rather take my own notes," Sam said, motioning for Kwan to stay put and took a seat at the front of the class. Danny jumped up and walked towards the front, pushing someone out of their desk to sit next to Sam.
"What is wrong with you, you're so... weird today," Danny whispered to her.
"You're one to talk, clueless," Sam took out her notebook and a pencil.
"Well help me here," Danny placed his hand on hers.
"Danny," she leaned in, "Do you remember anything about ghosts?"
Danny stared at her and his eyes narrowed and he whispered a reply, "Sam, you promised not to talk about this in public."
"You do remember," she felt a little less crazy than she previously thought.
"Yeah, and we're not talking about it right now. Especially hours before we're going to be siting down to dinner with my father," he let go of her hand, "I haven't exactly told him that you know, yet."
"Then if you know that, then you must know that something is wrong. Everything has been changed and I have a strange suspicion that a ghost you told me about is behind this," she hoped he was still listening to her.
"Behind what, exactly," Danny muttered.
"Everything changing. At first it was little things but now everything completely turned upside down," she noticed Danny's uncaring look, "Danny, listen to me."
"Right, I think you're probably worried about tonight. We'll go out for something after dinner. Ice cream maybe," he seemed to be asking himself, ignoring the look she was giving him.
Somehow she felt the conversation ended there. Maybe it was what he said or maybe it was the fact that class had officially started at that point. Either way, that evening would be one for all of them to remember.
So the other day... the plot bunny came and knocked on my door. He said, "Here is a plot, run with it." and I said, "... Ok.." .. what you see... is a product of that... hurray. Anyway yeah... wow... wtf. I'm pretty sure most can guess by now wtf is going on. no big surprise now. yeah, anyway... sleep..
- ChibiChibi-chan